Текст песни Гимн 61 - Христос - основа Церкви

. Христос основа Церкви
Лишь в нем стоит она.
Его бессмертным словом
Она возрождена.

2. С небес её взыскал Он
За жизнь её страдал,
Омыл своею кровью
И к святости призвал.

3. Рассеяна повсюду,
Но Духом скреплена.
Единым хлебом свыше
Питаема она.

4. Одно святое имя
Сливает все сердца,
В едином уповании
Претерпят до конца.

5. Терзаема раздором,
Грехом угнетена,
Неверностью пред миром
Теперь посрамлена.

6. Но глас святых взывает,
Не смолкнет их мольба
Доколе светлым утром
Сменится ночи тьма.

7. Средь скорби и томления
И битвы со грехом
Как жаждет наступления
Покоя со Христом:

8. Когда видение славы
Узрят ее глаза
И торжество победы
Наступит навсегда!

9. И здесь она в общении
С отцом и со Христом.
И облаком объята
Свидетелей кругом.

10. Велико их блаженство!
О дай, Господь, и нам
Подобно им, в смирении,
Стремиться к небесам!

The church's one Foundation
Is Jesus Christ her Lord;
She is his new creation
By water and the Word:

From heav'n he came and sought her
To be his holy bride;
With his own blood he bought her,
And for her life he died.

Elect from ev'ry nation,
Yet one o'er all the earth,
Her charter of salvation
One Lord, one faith, one birth;

One holy Name she blesses,
Partakes one holy food.
And to one hope she presses,
With ev'ry grace endued.

Though with a scornful wonder
Men see her sore oppressed,
By schisms rent asunder,
By heresies distressed,

Yet saints their watch are keeping,
Their cry goes up, "How long?"
And soon the night of weeping
Shall be the morn of song.

The church shall never perish!
Her dear Lord to defend,
To guide, sustain and cherish
Is with her to the end;

Though there be those that hate her,
And false sons in her pale,
Against or foe or traitor
She ever shall prevail.

'Mid toil and tribulation,
And tumult of her war,
She waits the consummation
Of peace for evermore;

Till with the vision glorious
Her longing eyes are blest,
And the great church victorious
Shall be the church at rest.

Yet she on earth hath union
With the God the Three in One,
And mystic sweet communion
With those whose rest is won:

O happy ones and holy!
Lord, give us grace that we,
Like them, the meek and lowly,
On high may dwell with thee.

... Christ is the foundation of the Church
Only in it is she.
By his immortal word
She has been revived.

2.He sought her from heaven
I suffered for her life
Washed with my blood
And he called for holiness.

3. Scattered everywhere,
But it is sealed by the Spirit.
One bread from above
She feeds.

4. One holy name
Drain all hearts
In one hope
Will endure to the end.

5. Tormented by strife,
Oppressed by sin
Infidelity before the world
Now put to shame.

6. But the voice of the saints calls out,
Their plea will not cease
Until a bright morning
Darkness will change night.

7. Amid sorrow and anguish
And battles with sin
How hungry for the offensive
Rest with Christ:

8. When the vision of glory
Will see her eyes
And the triumph of victory
Will come forever!

9. And here she is in communication
With the father and with Christ.
And the cloud is embraced
Witnesses everywhere.

10. Great is their bliss!
Oh, Lord, give us
Like them, in humility,
Strive for Heaven!

The church's one foundation
Is Jesus Christ her Lord;
She is his new creation
By water and the Word:

From heav'n he came and sought her
To be his holy bride;
With his own blood he bought her,
And for her life he died.

Elect from ev'ry nation,
Yet one o'er all the earth,
Her charter of salvation
One Lord, one faith, one birth;

One holy Name she blesses,
Partakes one holy food.
And to one hope she presses,
With ev'ry grace endued.

Though with a scornful wonder
Men see her sore oppressed,
By schisms rent asunder,
By heresies distressed,

Yet saints their watch are keeping,
Their cry goes up, "How long?"
And soon the night of weeping
Shall be the morn of song.

The church shall never perish!
Her dear Lord to defend,
To guide, sustain and cherish
Is with her to the end;

Though there be those that hate her,
And false sons in her pale,
Against or foe or traitor
She ever shall prevail.

'Mid toil and tribulation,
And tumult of her war,
She waits the consummation
Of peace for evermore;

Till with the vision glorious
Her longing eyes are blest,
And the great church victorious
Shall be the church at rest.

Yet she on earth hath union
With the God the Three in One,
And mystic sweet communion
With those whose rest is won:

O happy ones and holy!
Lord, give us grace that we,
Like them, the meek and lowly,
On high may dwell with thee.